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Thursday, 26 August 2010

A Needle, a Donkey and Me

I'd like to start by saying thank you to those of you who commented on my sewing post - the feedback was really useful in planning future projects. Although I would really love to work more on making a bag - ah, who am I kidding... I mean lots of bags, and purses, yes, purses - I sadly don't have enough fabric at the moment to go down that road. I'd like to get some really interesting fabric - like this and this (in fact, if you have deep pockets, a penchant for looking at fabrics, and a few hours to spare, you have to check out the whole of this site!) - but I really prefer to visit fabric shops and actually feel before I buy. I've yet to find the good ones here in Brussels, but to be truthful I haven't looked far beyond Ikea.

Despite the lack of bag fabric, I did pick up the needle again, albeit a giant child's needle because it came with the kit (yes, a child's kit), and made myself a little guard for my craft space. He's almost as cute as our doggie.

I call him Rasta Donkey. There was even more mane and tail in the kit, but he was starting to look silly. I think they were trying to compensate for the insufficient amount of stuffing - he's a bit too... relaxed.Thanks for looking, and don't forget about my little giveaway in the post below. If you'd like to be in with a chance of winning the free stuff, leave me a comment as per the instructions at the end of the post. I'm off now to try to get Rasta Donkey on his feet.

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... and handmade too!

A hundred years ago a crinoline lady was born, and she embroidered, knitted, sewed and crocheted until her eyes gave out at 95. A small girl would watch her grandmother, wide-eyed with fascination, as flowers sprang up on tablecloths and the edges of cushions frilled out in lace. That little girl was my mum, and now it's my turn to remember her beautiful creations from my childhood, and to chart my own crafting journey.